FFM pegging! I wanna be spit roast too…

You wanna feel conflicted? Watch the Greg O’Brien and Aly Beardsley show about paying off their student loans. That was legit reality TV.

The dropout community would be nice to circle jerk with. But I really miss my knock off cheap Chinese fake watch sub. I tried to post to it here but my post got deleted and the sublemmy shut down soon after.

Again?

JFC I thought I was the only one that remembers that name, but you blew me tf out the water by still fucking playing!

As others have said slay the spire took over a few days off my life as did dicey dungeons, and Stardew valley.

I disagree with the comment directly below you.

I like my mom way more than my dad, and I took on her political beliefs(which are objectively better).

But we are all creatures of our environment.

I can’t, but I want more of her.

🤘

There was two different ways you could have ordered this alphabetically, and you failed to do either.

They take a few years to get established, but they just grow that fast.

One of the hardest lines of all time, smack dab at the end of one of the worst(in the best way) movies.

You can harvest asparagus twice a day.

I can watch sports I don’t play. Like football(both American type and what we call soccer), MMA(although I haven’t watched anything in years), basketball(but only NCAA), hockey, the occasional baseball game. I’ll make an exception for boxing and tennis, those are watchable even when I was deep into them. But golf‽ How does anyone watch that? I get walking the greens, and hitting it every few minutes yourself, but watching someone else just seems so boring.

Culver’s is so much better!

I ask this as someone currently eating some, when did they have fireworks for this stuff?

Granted, you now can no longer know the momentum. But it’s all you can think about. You eagerly dive deeply into Heisenberg’s detractors, desperate to find a solution. For months you learn more about the quantum world than you ever wished to in multiple lifetimes. It starts to bleed over into your everyday life. You start doing the mental calculus to make sure everything you order when eating out comes to $33.13 just so you have an excuse to tip Planck’s constant. Your sex life begins to suffer as you try to argue “it’s both engorged and flaccid!” As you contort your penis and/or labia majora into a roughly sinusoidal wave function. No one at work cares about your ramblings about how no two customers can share the same account because of the Pauli diversification principle.

But then it happens, you finally understand. Something about the unintuitive has become nothing more than simply logical to you.

At first the understanding was enough.

Then you became restless.

How could you put this knowledge into actionable good for the world?

It starts slowly. You first notice the street lights while driving. Not lit ones turning off, but blinking and burnt ones suddenly start to grow bright as if they were replaced in those femtoseconds it took your neurons to notice the change.

You begin to wonder what else you can possibly manipulate.

While in this magnanimous day dream, you begin to see yourself not entirely unlike the fictional Dr. Manhattan. You see yourself bringing peace and prosperity to the world.

Could you create such a future? Are you capable of resisting the inevitable intoxicating draw that kinda power would grant you?

Your thoughts are suddenly silenced for the first time in years as you are blind sided by a semi truck cause you ran a red light lost in your day dream.

(That is the end, this next part is purely because of my brain rotted Internet addiction. And yes, it is an homage to ShittyMorph)

Your conscious still exist. This isn’t the movies where you drift away from your corporeal form, witnessing your last violent moments. No, this is… peaceful. No clouds and pearly gates or fire, brimstone, and demon in the center of a frozen lake. No, this is less theatrical. You experience pastel shades of light blue, green, yellow. They start to form blurry shapes. The indistinct shapes begin to gain form. Things are beginning to sharpen. You see a metal box surrounded by flashing lights. Your thoughts return to your childhood. Like that time in 1998 when The Undertaker threw mankind off of hell in a cell 16 ft through the announcer’s table

I see a guy pop up on my you tube shorts who talks about his Aprilla a bunch. Says it’s not really worth the headache when something that would be simple to fix on a mass produced bike, isn’t cause there only like 5,000 of that model ever made.

I say this but if I had fu money, I would definitely buy a Koenigsegg.

Considering it’s got full on artillery emplacements, and a fucking house on it’s head, it’s kinda too scale with the other units.

If you’re so inclined and have the time, you can make a USB controller to play it on your computer with an Arduino, pads, and some piezo speakers.

https://medium.com/@elainezshen/diy-electronic-drumset-for-drummania-bbcb6524e335